#ride

Melodramas of moral courage provide satisfaction through the comforting fantasy that our own character would hold steady under the most extreme pressure of dreadful events. [But we must face] the painful awareness that in all likelyhood one's own character would not have stood firm. ↗

— Jonathan Shay

#pride #reality #war #courage

The only way I could endure being a coward was if I was the only one who knew it. ↗

— Pat Conroy

#courage #pride #courage

There was a time when I felt I should do everything that was offered to me, you know, ride the wave. ↗

— Christian Slater

#felt #i #know #me #offered

Then, Holden, the little Fang gang kid, came out of nowhere with an apparent death wish. He raced directly toward the maniac with the gun shrieking something that sounded like " I am Starfishhh! ↗

— James Patterson

#death-wish #fuuny #maximum-ride #starfishhh #death

For a moment, Strider almost forgot how pissed he was with Amun and Haidee as he savored the fact that he'd just cock-blocked the keeper of Death. Almost. ↗

— Gena Showalter

#lords-of-the-underworld #strider #death

But he understood at last what Dumbledore had been trying to tell him. It was, he thought, the difference between being dragged into the arena to face a battle to the death and walking into the arena with your head held high. Some people, perhaps, would say that there was little to choose between the two ways, but Dumbledore knew — and so do I, thought Harry, with a rush of fierce pride, and so did my parents — that there was all the difference in the world. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#battle #death #dumbledore #pride #death

Flaws would not only bring death but, far worse, humiliation. ↗

— William Goldman

#humiliation #inigo #the-princess-bride #william-goldman #death

Pride the first peer and president of hell. ↗

— Daniel Defoe

#hell #peer #president #pride

Max felt his eye twitching. He knew he should be yelling, but his limbs wouldn’t move. This was what it felt like to be paralyzed with rage. Yes, he was going to do it. He was going to finally go utterly psychotic and prove the whole town right. He was going to walk over to those arrogant assholes and take the first one apart. Then he’d beat the other one to death with his dead brother’s leg. He looked to his own brother. Rye would save him from his towering rage. Rye would have calming words. Rye would talk him down. Rye’s face was red as he pointed at the young cowboys. “You, kill now, Max. ↗

— Sophie Oak

#sophie-oak #three-to-ride #death

Can there be anything more sad than a girl dying on the day of her first communion, in her new dress. A little bride of death... ↗

— Georges Rodenbach

#death #girl #death